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"Power lines, my travlin' partner on this ride. Dripping, pulling - up and down, in this sing song, their lullaby blends with the swaying train. I curl myself into this journey; folding myself up into this pocket of time. Old familiars greet me - that swing set in the back yard, the ruins of an old church covered in new birth and old - mixed with unremembered newness." Journal Entry, October 13, 2005~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~All words are copyrighted by GoGo on a Page/gogoroku.

Friday, November 04, 2005

Bu Dho This!

Have you ever been distracted? You know, when the mind keeps wanting to go a direction you can't go at the moment. Kind of like when the eyes want to look down at breast when it really is a bad idea! (For none breast people, think about the booger you want to look at, but can't). Have you ever spent more then 20 minutes telling yourself to refocus, attempting to with every fiber of your body to redirect yourself? Or been meditating and not being able to stop the thought, no matter how many in and out breaths you take nor Bu Dhos you sing...



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